Chapter 5

Surprise

AN: Before you read this chapter I must warn you. This chapter contains a slight lime between Malik and Marik. Thank you for your time, now, on with the chapter.

"He's asleep now. He should wake sometime before dinner." Malik said as he came down stairs and plopped down on the couch. Lying there, Malik started rubbing his arms. "Ether I'm getting weak or Ryou has gained a lot of weight."

"What do you mean?" Marik asked joining his hikari on the couch.

"I had a hard time carrying Ryou home from the park."

"That makes no sense. You're almost as strong as me!" Marik exclaimed, confused.

"If you don't believe me Marik, why don't you go see for yourself how 'easy' it is for you to pick Ryou up?"

"It's not that Malik. I'm confused; maybe Ryou's just over-eating. It could be another side-effect of too much stress and separation from Bakura."

"I don't know Marik. Maybe we should take Ryou to the doctor's. Maybe they'll be able to figure out just what's wrong with him."

"Will that take a while or can we do that sooner?" Marik asked.

"It shouldn't take too long. We'll have to wait for Ryou to wake up before setting an appointment."

"Well then, if that's the case," Marik pounced onto his hikari, "can we have fun until then?"

"Don't Marik, I'm still sore." Malik said as he tried to get his yami off of him.

"Sore where? In your arms?" Marik took hold of Malik's hands and pinned them above his head. "Or here?" Marik ground his hips into Malik's, enticing a moan from his light.

"Marik..." Malik moaned as his yami continued to grind his hips into Malik's.

"Yes hikari?" Marik asked pausing in his ministrations.

"I'm too sore to play right now. We'll play later koi." Malik said slithering out from under his yami as best he could, "Besides, I need to get dinner started."

"Why can't we just order take out?"

"Because I'm getting tired of always ordering take out. And besides I want to surprise Ryou. He needs to be cheered up a bit. He's been in one of two moods you know." Malik responded as he entered the kitchen.

"Yeah I know. Depressed and violently angry."

"Kind of like Bakura sometimes." Came Malik's thoughtful response as he got started on making dinner.

Ryou woke to the darkness of his room and a strange, but good smelling scent on the air. 'This is starting to get old.' Ryou thought as he got out of bed and made his way down stairs. 'Can't remember what had set me off like that, forcing Malik to use his tranquillizer gun on me in public. And in front of the Yugi-tachi no less! What the hell is wrong with me? I feel so weird and disoriented.'

Ryou continued to think these depressing thoughts until he entered the kitchen. He stopped dead in his tracks and gasped in surprise. Right before his was the table lavishly set up for a special occasion.

Two candles were lit and burning brightly. The table was set for one with what looked like chinaware in the dim lighting. The tablecloth was thin white lace linen.

When Ryou brought his gaze up off the table, he almost had a heart attack when he caught sight of Malik and Marik. The blond Egyptian duo was dressed like French servants. Marik a waiter and Malik a maid. Both looked out of place and really silly in Ryou's eyes. He had a hard time keeping in his laughter.

"Go right ahead and laugh Ryou. You won't hurt our feelings." Came Malik's soft voice, playing the part he was dressed as.

Hearing this, Ryou broke into hysterics. Laughing so hard tears formed in his eyes. When he finally got a hold of himself, Ryou felt considerably better. Better then he had in the months he's been separated from Bakura.

Still thinking that Malik and Marik looked absolutely ridicules, Ryou sat down at the table and waited for what would happen next.

He didn't wait long, Malik and Marik served him a meal that looked good but Ryou felt it was missing something, 'Peaches. That's what it's missing. Peaches.' Ryou thought as he mixed the contents of his plate together, ignoring the looks he received from Malik and Marik.

(This isn't going to work.) Malik muttered to Marik through their link.

((Calm down Malik. He hasn't said anything yet. Give him the benefit of the doubt.)) Marik replied calmly.

Ryou, not "hearing" this exchange between his two close friends, looked up from his plate and asked, "Malik do we have any peaches in the house?"

"Why?" Marik asked while Malik searched for some peaches.

"I want to add it to the wonderful meal you and Malik made." Ryou said looking back down at the table.

Marik had no response to that, so he just kept quiet. A moment later Malik came back to the table with a bowl filled with diced peach slices.

"Thanks Malik!" Ryou beamed. Taking his fork up, Ryou mashed the peaches in the bowl. Afterward, Ryou mixed the peaches with the mixed up meal on his plate. Effectively grossing both Malik and Marik.

"You're not going to eat that are you?" Malik asked horrified.

"Yup!" Ryou exclaimed happily. Setting the bowl aside, Ryou dug into his strange meal.

Malik and Marik shared a concerned look. Something was indeed wrong with Ryou.

AN: Bet you all thought that I was going to reveal what's up with Ryou huh? Not to worry though, review and I might tell you in the next chapter. 